I put on my own white hold up stockings, no bows, but a pretty lace bandround the tops, the incredibly full petticoat I removed from the pinkgirl, and...my own pink dress which I knew fitted me perfectly. With mysmaller waist I had to tie the sash much tighter than normal so I had amuch bigger bow at the back. I took a fancy to the black patent maryjanes and removed them from the feet of the 'bottom' - she was hardly ina position to resist. They fitted me perfectly, and I finished dressingmyself. When the pole began to speed up again, she welcomed it with a joyous whinny and rushed forward eagerly.Carol Stevenson was having her pussy licked by one of her slaves when her watch alarm went off. Looking down at the face of the expensive timepiece, she suddenly remembered Firestorm. Her newest pony had been in the practice pen for about five hours now and should be a bit more proficient in her pony role by now.She smirked at the thought of her employee being turned into the creature she had. As we got close to where I thought it was, I got the urge for a smoke, so I get my fags out and lit one for me. Colin took the lighter to light his own, while I wandered on down the path looking for the side turning. He caught up with me and handed the lighter back. Just as I took it from him I spotted the entrance and turned sharply towards it. My foot caught on the side of the path and I stumbled forward. Verbally abusing myself I caught my balance and headed off down the side path.It's not. “How are you today?” Beth asked. She set her coffee on his desk, followed by the folder.“Not good, to be honest.” Sliding behind his desk, he opened the file in front of him. “Let’s talk about last week.”Beth felt a yawning void open inside of her stomach, threatening to swallow up the mask of calm she currently wore.“I honestly don’t know what happened.” The words didn’t come easily, but they came without her voice breaking. Lance hated it when his employees cried, and she was determined to.